Your friendly ghost (a 5SOS fanfic)

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

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Kris' POV

"Let's prank 5sos"

Did I just hear what she just told me?

PRANK 5SOS

 

Prank them?

Excitement rises over me but then also half of it wasn't because what if I freak them out?

"How'd you know they're 5sos?" I asked.

"Duh, 5 seconds of summer is too long so I just shortened the name. And are you up for it?"

"Y to E to the S and I say YES!" I exclaimed. We both started running away from the park and back to Ashton's house. I'll be honest; I'm excited to go back to his house.

Do you know that feeling when you're so excited to come to a place that you just couldn't hold on to it anymore and you start to feel those goose bumps on your arms that you feel like you're about to pee? Yeah, that's what I'm feeling right now.

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"No! That's a bad idea! What the hell?"

"C'mon, just one time, please? Besides, you're 17 by the way. I promise, it'll be a good one," she pleaded.

We we're just giggling a few minutes ago and when we got back to Ashton's house and I found out what Darcy's prank plan was, I literally would never agree to it nor even wished have heard that plan. The plan she told me goes like this, "Okay, Kris. This is what you're going to do. I want you to go through his bathroom door and hide there, and when Ashton takes a wee, or a shower or do shit, make this black presence around him. Perhaps make the room colder and have fun with the electronics inside."

Of course, I am definitely not agreeing to her plan and I think it's a stupid one. By the looks of it, I don't even think any human will ever let go of that experience once they feel 'that' much presence of a ghost. Who the fuck knows that I may scar him for life!

"NO! IT'S A BAD IDEA DARS WHAT THE HELL?!" I repeat, my voice rising,

"C'mon, just one time, please? Besides, you're 17 by the way. I promise, it'll be a good one," she pleaded. I shook my head, positively telling her it's a big, fat "NO".

"Look, you told me you were going to be 18 soon so why not?" she grinned. I hid my face in embarrassment, blushing.

 

"Bathroom? Really, Darcy? Of all the rooms in his house. And what if I see his... you...know...that 'male part', huh?" I put emphasis on the word. I have never seen one. Heck, I'm still a virgi—OH GOD, I died and I'm still a virgin! Ugh, this wasn't any of what I wanted.